It at had been a long day but now a big dark cloud covered the sun, Gertrude shivered. Behind her an empty beach stretched back to the distant sea. A few feet away, the top of his head showing above the hole they had dug together, Gertrude’s brother chattered to himself as he continued to dig. Everyone else had gone home. They were all alone.
“Mum! Where are you?” Gertrude’s shout disappeared on the wind.
The beach was stark, gloomy and the clouds were like purple bruises on the grey sky. Bob climbed hurriedly out of the hole.
“Where is everyone? Where is Mum gone?”
His eyes were wide as he glanced anxiously up and down the beach. Bob’s hair was the colour of straw and the salt air stiffened it so that it stood in spikes around his thin face.
It had began to rain. The tide came in quickly and huge drops splashed against Gertrude’s skin, that also left dark craters in the soft sand.
“Mum must of gone back to the hotel, come on let’s go!” Said Gertood as she turned away and started to walk towards the sand dunes.
The wind flung stinging sand at her shins and lowered her face against the rain.
“Wait! Gertood don’t go!” Bob shouted.
“I’m coming for you!” She started to run and screamed as a loud crash of thunder boomed overhead.
Reluctantly, Gertrude turned to wait for her brother. As she reached for his hand an explosion of forked lightning ripped through the broken sky.
As Gertrude got to the sand dunes, she looked back and saw that her brother had gone.
“Bob! Where are you?!” She screamed.
“I fell in the hole!” He replied.
The tide came in rapidly and fast, a huge amount of salt water filled the hole quickly that roughly lifted him to the surface.
“Help!” He screamed.
But instead a big gush of water gurgled into his mouth.
Gertrude saw that her brother was struggling and trying to squirm out of the water, so she immediately grabbed his arms and attempted to pull him out. But he wouldn’t budge, it was like he was stuck in quick sand, she tried a few more pulls but it was no use. But with her last bit of energy and courage, with all of her strength, tried, one, last pull.
An enormous wave came crashing through that swept Gertrude off her feet and pulling Bob successfully out of the hole and forcing them to shore safely. Then with their last ounce of energy they both exhaustedly walked to the nearest dry sand area.
It wasn’t raining any more, the dark cloud had drifted away and the sun had already set, it was getting really dark.
So after their little rest they both agrees to dry off and head back to the hotel where they were guessing that’s where their Mum was.
Gertrude glanced up at the steep sand dune that stood between them and they hotel, and started to climb, pulling Bob up with her.
As they walked through the entrance of the hotel they saw their Mum sitting in the Cafe waiting for them. After they explained what happened to them their Mother was in shock, but happy that they were alright.
“But why did you leave us on the beach Mum?!” Asked Gertrude anxiously.
“Because I had to do something and I thought you two were going to be alright,”
“But we almost drowned!” Shouted Bob.
“I know and it’s a miracle that you’re safe, now get to bed, it’s late.”